Soft tears, such a strange way to describe tears with. In fact even hard tears sounded funny as well. Tears were just tears, the body's way of physically expressing either the over enjoyment or over bearing sadness. Tears were watery and salty things that when they land on scars they sting badly. Possibly those scars would be less painful without those tears but nothing could be helped with that. Soft skin, smooth skin, now tainted with rough edges and lines of old scars, now those no longer sting when tears fall on them in fact it feels strangely cool and nice when those tears fall on the scar.

A soft sigh escaped her lips, her lips pink but chapped and brittle due to a lack of water and the cold weather. It was hardly different from the previous year for her but at least she had greater chances of water. Her eyes tracked around her room, it was dark and void of any light except for the moon's own light shining brightly in her room. It illuminated her entire room and her eyes landed on a cup on her dresser, it glistened underneath the light of the moon. It tempted her greatly, and the urge to fight against the temptation began to sway and give away underneath the immense pressure. It was because of her defiance though that she was dehydrated, all she needed to do was drink that liquid and her "normal" life would continue. She slowly inched closer to the cup, in her mind she shouted Last, last a few more seconds! She thought, A little longer

With every second she denied her body that drink she felt herself gaining victory, then suddenly her body lurched forward and grasped the cup with both hands and began to chug down the cup. The milky sweet taste was cool as it washed down her throat. Her body relaxed as her lips licked her lips as she placed the cup down, taking huge breathes. The taste was healingly and her head twisted around as she heard her door open. A blurry man stepped in, dressed in pure back security guard outfit, walked closer to her and handed her a plate with food and several cups of water. You must resist longer next time Her thoughts waved through her mind, You must resist lo-, Her thought drew blank, You mist resis and again, You must. . .you must what? She thought, not sure what her mind wanted to say.

Her head turned towards her bed, it was late and she finished her meal. The Guard gave her a stiff nod and left with the plate but let her keep the last remaining full glass of water for her. It was strange, to have such large man guard such a petite girl as her. But she did not care she rested her head on her pillow, tomorrow they said, they said tomorrow she would be given her assignment. How she wished for another chance to see the sun. How her memory taunted and haunted her with the past memories of the wonderful experience of the sun.

Her eyes opened up quickly, not believe it had been six hours of sleep. She slowly got up and looked over to her watch and groaned loudly. It has been six hours and now she was supposed to get ready for her mission. She wanted out was all, not wait, she wanted to live. Regardless she moved towards her door and the same Guard stood waiting for her and escorted her towards the meeting room. Her she felt somewhat awkward, it was a room filled with other teenagers like her but not like her at all. She wanted to leave, No you don't her mind shot back to her. She sighed, she was her own worst enemy when it came down to what she wanted. She truthfully did not know, so she simply waited for her leader to explain what she needed and wanted. It was always easier to drink that milky substance and let someone else tell her what to do. So much easier. The other kids looked at her with distaste but it mattered little to her, she barely saw them on a day to day basis anyways. Her leader explained that this was a family and she wondered why any child out there in the world would want a Family if it was like this every day.

"Excuse me every one!" Her leader spoke, he was a short chap but his features were covered up by his cloak, nobody saw his face or eyes. "We have some great news! As you may realize that some of you have grown into some mighty duelist! And now it is time to show us the Family how far you have grown!" His voice was deep and rich and captivated everyone inside the room. Several kids cheered while others smirked. "Now there will be a Grand Tournament around the world and we will send our best three duelist to fulfill our mission! Mr. Zack Adams! You have the honor of taking down of the King of Game's personal friend Joey Wheel," The leader said.

The boy Zack Adams stood about five feet seven inches and had a head full of spikey short hair. He was a punk kid with a smirk that said it all. Bashful and cocky, two wonderful characteristics to have in any duelist, "And Miss Cam Rider will be tasked of hunting down one of our own that dared raise his finger against us! Our very own Dragon Lord, Drake!" Leader added, a girl no order than fourteen stepped forward, her hair was dazzling jet black and her skin a soft color tan. She was by far one of the keenest duelist in the room. "And last but not least our very own Kisara will takle on the King of Games himself, Yugi Muto," Leader said finally.

Not me she thought, she wished for room, she wished she was dehydrated again, Kisara was not supposed to be able to duel. Everyone looked at Kisara with distaste, Zack looked positively furious while Cam looked interested but then turned aloof to the whole situation around her, as if it was beneath her.

Leader ushered the rest of the kids out and looked at the three remaining duelist, "You will leave for this Tournament now, Zack and Cam both of you have been placed in the Tier Two section while you Kisara in the Tier Four section. It will be easy for you Kisara to reach up high with all those easy wins while you two go after your own prey. Do not speak to one another and do not pretend to one another," Leader warned.

Kaiba Corp. Air Field

Perhaps one of the largest display of power laid out in front of Yugi and the gang, or in Joey's case, "Moneybags just likes to make a statement," Regardless, it was impressive to see five blimps ready to take off, each were quite larger than the last blimp they rode on during the Battle City Finals. Yugi and the rest quickly walked over to the entrance before spotting Mokuba and Mokuba in return quickly walked over to them. The Kaiba Corp Air Fleet was fast, several helicopters zoomed overhead, possibly carrying several more duelists and Mokuba even told Yugi that they were going to make several stops along the way to pick up the rest of the Duelist, that the last duelist they will pick up will be in Europe, but the tournament will take place during that time regardless. Since it would be done by base of points, the higher a duelist was listed on the ranking boards the higher worth of points they are worth and once defeated a fraction of their points would be given to the duelist that won and increase their overall rank. They were going to spend perhaps a few months dueling and the top ranked Duelist would duke it out to see who would be granted the chance to take on Yugi.

"Guys! Come on! I got you guys the same Blimp I'll be riding in, Kaiba Ship Five, Roland will help with your stuff," Mokuba cried cheerfully, a very disappointed Roland sighed as he walked over to the gang's baggage and skillfully carried all their bags. A very impressive sight to behold indeed, but the gang quickly averted their attention to the blimp. They boarded the ramp and the gang were shocked to see the detail that Kaiba Corp went into creating such machines. Mokuba smiled happily and escorted them to their rooms.

"Here you are Tea your own room and the rest of you will bunk into these two rooms, you decided who gets to be bunked buddies," Mokuba said.

"Yugi and Me, "Duke said quickly as he walked into the nearest room, Tristan shrugged and dragged Joey by the ear into the other room.

"We got to lay down some ground rules Joey, first you don't-"Tristan began as they closed their door as they began to settle in.

"Thanks Duke, why do you want to bunk with me?" Yugi asked.

"Easy, I spent almost a week with Joey and Tristan at Battle City remember? More than enough time I wanted to spend with them I can tell you that much Yug," Duke said, he gave him a small smirk, "I'm going to unload and unwind a bit, hate to be tired for the upcoming duels," Duke said before walking inside their room. Tea had left too for her room and the only ones out in the hallway were Mokuba and Yugi.

"Mokuba, you know finding this Blue Eyes is going to be hard," Yugi started.

"I know, but I have to try, I mean Seto would have he was in my position," Mokuba responded.

"You're right, and I just wanted to see if you were willing like how I was with At-"

"Oh Yugi Boy!"

Mokuba and Yugi both slowly turned their heads towards the sound. They stared as if they saw the boogey man, well actually they would have probably wanted to see the boogey man instead of the red suit clad man named Pegasus. "Ah and Master Mokuba, how a pleasant surprise it seems I made the right choice and moved into the right blimp after all!" Pegasus said cheerfully clasping both hands together. "Well Yugi-boy I would love to chat but I some people to meet and press conference to hold, have fun and I can't wait for our rematch!" Pegasus cried as he moved along the hallway.

Mokuba gave an apologetic look towards Yugi, "If it means anything, these doors have three different locks,"

A/N:

Sorry for its length, I was having issues with how to write the next chapter. Finally you will get to see Kisara! I will reveal more later and the plot thickens! Enjoy reading! And Review and Comment if you wish! And of course enjoy the rest of the day!